Devil CEO's Sweet Wife

Seeing this, she took back her sight and sat in her seat. The 12 hour flight time was really boring. Shen Qingyou didn't sleep long because of leaving last night, so she went to sleep one hour after the plane took off.

Li Muran looked at her peaceful sleeping face, swept her fingers uncontrollably from her cheek, and finally leaned her head against the window on her shoulder.

Worried about her discomfort, she slipped a little bit, so that she could rest her head on his shoulder.

He was going to look at her like this, but unexpectedly, he fell asleep behind her. When he woke up, he had already arrived at the international airport of H city.

Shen Qingyou wakes up from her dream and sees her head leaning on Li Muran's shoulder, her eyebrows curled into a ball, her lips pursed into a straight line, and she sits upright.

"Sorry."

"It's OK."

Seeing her action, he felt a little bitter in his heart. He sighed and got off the plane with other passengers.

Standing in the familiar city, Li Muran's heart is mixed with feelings, while Shen Qingyou on the side has been stunned in situ. It is clearly her first time here, but she feels as if she has been here countless times.

Everything here seemed very familiar, but every time she was ready to continue to explore, that feeling disappeared.

"I seem to be familiar with it."

Seeing the look in her eyes, he could not help but stretch out his hand and took her into his arms. Unfortunately, his hand was just about to touch her shoulder, so she avoided it.

Looking at his empty arm, he sighed softly and took his hand back stiffly.

"Don't worry, I will help you get your memory back."

Because of Shen Qingyou's amnesia, Li Muran decided not to send her home for the time being, but to take her to the villa. The two Mengbao are now living in Wang Liping's house. He doesn't have to worry that her amnesia will affect the two Mengbao.

Villa layout is in accordance with her accident before the appearance, but Shen Qingyou did not think of anything, in addition to the heart of that lingering sense of familiarity.

After taking her to the guest room next to the master bedroom, he was busy in the kitchen, taking into account the fact that they had not eaten.

When Shen Qingyou came back from the airport, he was sweating because he was walking too fast. At this time, his body was sticky and uncomfortable, so he took a set of clean clothes and walked into the bathroom.

She glanced faintly and sighed at Li Muran's intention. Shampoo and other things were almost used by her.

After a simple bath, she felt fresh. Because she couldn't find a hair dryer, she had to find a handkerchief to dry her hair.

After playing for a long time, her hair was still wet, so she gave up. When Li Muran came in, she saw her appearance. Her sword eyebrows were tangled in a ball, and she strode in to find out the hair dryer and make a gesture to blow her hair for her.

"It's not easy to dry your hair."

While talking, white fingers fell into her hair, carefully blowing it up for her. It looked like this kind of thing had been done many times.

She suddenly looked up from the mirror at the people standing behind her, vaguely as if to see countless scenes of him taking care of himself.

Familiar headache in the temple spread, let her hands around her head, shouting.

"Pain, I ache."

seeing her appearance, Li Muran felt her heart was tight, and he quickly held the person in his arms to comfort him in a low voice.

"It's OK, I'm here, poetry, I'm here."

hearing his deep voice, Shen Qingyou suddenly regains his mind, and the memory fragments in his mind disappear because of this instant interruption.

She saw that she was held in her arms by Li Muran, pushed people away, and looked at him with all eyes on guard, and her voice was also raised a few points.

"Please go out."

"Well, I'll go out first. Remember to blow dry your hair."

Touching the clarity in her eyes, he stared at her for a long time before he went out.

But I don't know why, her eyes were a little fuzzy, when I heard his voice a little hoarse, she almost cried.

The night wind outside the window moved the curtains, and the rustling sound of leaves came in from the outside. There was no cicada singing, and the surrounding was very quiet.

Li Muran sat at the table, looking a little lonely, looking in front of a table full of vegetables, no appetite.

He had thought that after bringing her back, things would be much simpler, but now it seems that it is only a little simpler.

Although he had already made psychological preparations, Shen Qingyou was still a little uncomfortable when he was hiding from him the next day.

Apart from the meal time, Mingming villa is not big, and they are not in their respective rooms. He has never seen her. Even if he is lucky to see her, the next second, she will leave without trace.

After struggling for three days, he also saw that her defense against herself was more serious than that in foreign countries. Instead of forcing her, he gave her enough time to adapt.